Otherwise, if so many children really broke into the yard, how could we possibly handle them?
Grandma Qiao originally intended to cook together, but seeing that Qiao Lian'er's dishes were different, she thought she should try something different tonight and see how well Lian'er cooked. So she didn't compete with her and instead helped by adding firewood, washing and chopping vegetables.
The Qiao family was a little surprised to see Qiao Lian'er skillfully wielding the spatula; they didn't know Lian'er could cook.
It smells delicious, but I wonder what it will taste like when it's served.
Everyone decided that since Lian'er had already worked very hard to come up with ideas for the family, they should praise her even if she didn't eat well.
One dish after another was placed on the table.
Shredded pork with garlic sauce, tofu with egg in tomato sauce, glutinous rice balls, spicy toothpick meat, and fish fillets in sour soup.
Everyone was immediately amazed; they had never seen these dishes before.
One by one, their expectations were piqued.
Da Meng said, "It smells delicious, but I wonder what it tastes like."
Lu gave him a warning look: "It's enough if it looks good and smells good. Why are you so demanding? Lian'er makes the dishes look so good without putting in any effort?"
Qiao Dameng scratched his head. "Yeah, we all agreed on this. Even if it doesn't taste good, we have to say it does."
Anyway, we can't let Lian'er be sad.
Qiao Lian'er could easily see through everyone's thoughts. She had never cooked before, and Old Lady Song was afraid that she would steal food, so she wouldn't let her touch the spatula. Therefore, everyone was prepared to accept that her cooking was not good, but they had to force themselves to praise her.
She was both touched and amused.
"Everyone has had a long day, let's eat," Qiao Lian'er said.
"Yes, yes, eat up, my stomach has been growling for ages." Old Qiao said, and seeing the two elders sit down, he also sat down and picked up his bowl.
Everyone sat down.
Grandma Qiao picked up a piece of fish, put it in her mouth and chewed, preparing to casually say something to praise someone.
Suddenly, his expression froze.
Everyone sensed something was wrong; it seemed the food really didn't taste good.
Each of them quickly prepared a nice song in their minds.
Well, when the time comes, the performance needs to be sincere. Don't give anything away. Lian'er is smart and will easily see through it.
Grandma Qiao swallowed it quickly, then picked up another piece of tofu and ate it slowly, as if she had made some kind of decision.
She looked at Qiao Lian'er and said, "Lian'er, tell Grandma how you cook such delicious food. I've never seen you cook before."
Everyone understood the unspoken message, picked up their food and ate, preparing, just like Grandma Qiao, to say those comforting and praising words.
But they were all stunned, and in disbelief, they picked up another dish.
After tasting it, everyone's eyes lit up.
This is really delicious.
All those seemingly insincere words became true.
Da Yong: "Lian'er, your cooking is even better than what we eat in the county town, even the dishes made by the chefs in the restaurants."
Feng said, "Everyone says my cooking is delicious, but Lian'er's cooking is a thousand times, ten thousand times better than mine."
Boss Qiao: "Lian'er, where did you learn this skill? Did a deity teach you it?"
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